Giving him a wicked smile to meet his incredulous look, she quickly turned and made for the kitchen. Behind her, Luke groaned and there was a soft, muffled thump as he dropped his head back down on the carpet to wait on her.

Like any good dominant, Olivia could easily come up with quite a few pervertibles—everyday items which could be made kinky. However, she didn’t want to keep Luke waiting for too long, and she didn’t want to dive right into anything too hardcore, so she just plucked a couple ice cubes from the freezer and dropped them in a bowl to carry, a rubber band from the drawer, and then swung around to the desk where she kept a small tube of lube—it wasn’t just Boy Scouts who could be prepared—on her way back to Luke’s supine form. His cock was still fully erect, and Olivia let out a small sigh of appreciation for hot, obedient men.

While Olivia had been gathering whatever it was she was gathering, Luke had rested his head in his hands again, the way she’d wanted him to. He felt oddly vulnerable, just lying there in wait for whatever she was doing, his legs spread and knees pointed to the ceiling.

He was starting to feel like a broken record, as Olivia kept putting him in positions he’d never been in before. At least he wasn’t required to admit his inexperience to her.

Waiting wasn’t exactly easy, mentally, but he sure as hell wasn’t going to disappoint her on something so simple. When she came back into the room and he turned his head to look at her, the satisfied smile on her face made the wait worth it, even if he did feel a little twitchy. In some ways, it would have been easier if she’d tied him down—then he wouldn’t have had any choice but to wait. Now he understood what Liam and Hilary had meant when they’d told him about honor bondage and why Liam felt it was more powerful than actual ropes or cuffs. It took a lot more effort on the part of the submissive to not move.

“Very good, cupcake,” she said, kneeling down gracefully between his spread legs and setting down the bowl she was carrying. “I bet it was hard not to move.”